The other day, I made a joke
That nobody got but me.
Thankfully, a Samaritan man
Was right there to help me see…
That the joke to which I responded,
Had a “punchline” that I must have missed.
Thank god he added a winky face,
In case I wasn’t already pissed.
Oh, kind, KIND sir, my friend
With the very best of intentions.
I assure you the problem is not
My reading comprehension.
You are the one who missed it,
And maybe that’s not your fault.
But let me explain it at least twice
So you appreciate its heady gestalt.
Oh, and give me your business card, please.
I’ll put you on retainer.
I’ve been trolling the whole internet
For a zealously attentive mansplainer.
Note: I have made many jokes in my life that fell flat, or were sloppy, or were too many steps away to be a good rejoinder. I’m familiar with polite laughter and quizzical faces, and I’m cool with that. I am apparently not good with a guy I don’t know explaining that I missed the punchline. Weird.